2- Friends?

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I sat outside the school every lunch day.
I sat where i was far from the school next to my best Tree.

I took out my notepad and my pencil.

I admired the view from here to the park nearby.

I drew a sketch of the trees, the playground, and a boy in the swing as my own imagination with people around the playground. I smiled and then looked at the real view just that the playground is empty. The swing alone.
I get up and walk to the playground. I touch the old rusty chains of the swing as i sit down on the swing and move my feet to push myself in the swing.

I close my eyes. As the air blows by the force of my push.

"Hahaha! Yay! Hahaha look daddy! Im going higher into the air like a bird!" My 4 year old self giggled as my father pushed me on the swing.

"Daddy! I want to be so happy like this forever!" I smiled and giggled.

I sigh as i stop swinging i look down at my shoes.

"Hey" i heard the familiar voice.

I look up and caught eyes with the same boy that I bumped with earlier.

I don't say a word...
He sits on the swing next to mine.
And hold on the rusty chains.

"I kinda saw your sketch on the tree and i found it truly artistic.... thats when i looked over here and saw you... are you usually this lonely?" He asked

I looked at him and then looked back at my shoes.

"Why do you care?" I said coldly.

He didn't say a word, he was probably thinking of something to say.

"I want to be your first friend... and as a friend, I should care" he said

I looked up and then at him, he had a warm smile on his face.

"Im Craig by the way, (y/n)" he said.

I felt a small smile in my face.... I haven't smiled for years... not until now..

"Y-you... want to be m-my friend?" I was so happy and shy at the same time... my first friend with a guy.... a guy who looks so cute, golden hair, glasses, and looks a little buffy with his muscles.

"Yeah, I really want to be friends with a talented girl like you, but thats not really why i want to be friends with you." He said

I looked at him confused. "Then why?" I asked

"You deserve a friend, thats why" he smiled.

"I also forgot to give you this sketch... when you dropped it.... i was in a hurry and i had it in my hand... the rest of the class i was just looking at it... it's truly amazing..." he handed me my sketch of my father and i as i was a little girl.... it was a picture I decided to sketch from our picture during my first adventure with my dad.... when he was alive...

I took the sketch page. I got up and walked back to the tree.
Craig followed me.

"Want to go get some food outside school and talk a little about ourselves?" He offered.

I hugged my sketchbook and looked at him.

I smiled, "im okay, I don-" i got cut off in my middle sentence as he smiled.

"You're coming with me im really starving!" He laughed

I smiled and walked with him.

Something is telling me... that.... he's different... than any guy in this world....

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